[music playing]
SARAH: I saw you.
You mean you were spying on me.
No. I was just passing.
Sarah, I work on the opposite side of town.
How were you just passing?
Why can't you just tell me the truth?
The truth, OK.
Are you sure?
Yes, no.
I've met someone.
[sighs] Someone?
I thought I was your someone.
Listen, I just need some space, think about things.
But we've only just moved in.
BOYFRIEND: Look, I'll come and collect my stuff
when you've calmed down.
Calm?
Oh, I am perfectly calm.
See?
[door slam]
[music - "everlasting love"]
[groans]
[snoring]
(SINGING) Hearts gone astray, leaving hurt when they go.
I went away, just when you, you needed me so.
You won't regret.
I come back begging you.
Won't you forget, welcome love we once knew.
Open up your eyes.
Then you'll realize.
Here, I stay with my everlasting love.
Need you by my side, girl to be...
Love you. my bride.
You'll never be denied, everlasting love.
From the very start, open up your heart.
Feel that you're a part of everlasting love.
Real love to last forever.
Ooh.
[whistles]
[bark]
Where life's river flows, no one really
knows till someone's there to show the way to lasting love.
Like the sun that shines, endlessly it shines.
You always will be mine, it's eternal love.
GRANDMOTHER: There you are.
[inaudible]
[barking]
(SINGING) Hearts would still be strong.
We'd have our very own everlasting love.
Real love to last forever.
Open up your eyes.
Then you'll realize... [whine]
...here I stand with my everlasting love.
Need you by my side, girl to be my bride.
You'll never be denied everlasting love.
From the very start, open up your heart.
Feel that you're a part of everlasting love.
Whenever love went wrong, ours would still be strong.
We'd have our very own... [groans]
...everlasting love.
[muffled shout]
To die...
Everlasting love
[whines]
[muffled shout] [crash]
[whimpers]
[murmured conversations]
You all right?
Yes, fine.
[dog grunt] GUEST: Yes.
GUEST: [inaudible].
GUEST: So you know that one, Arthur.
GUEST: This is delicious cake.
GUEST: I think so, too.
Where on earth have you been?
Sorry.
You missed the service.
Manny's friend Duncan had to do your reading.
He'd forgotten his glasses.
So none of it made any sense at all.
I am so sorry.
Hi.
Sarah.
MOTHER: Have you got your dress on back to front?
Uh, yep.
It's very now.
Come and make yourself useful.
This lot are inhaling the tea.
[gasps] What's that doing here?
It looks ridiculous.
[sighs] It was on Granny's list of wishes.
SARAH: Hm. - At least he was on time.
GUEST: Want to tell me where the loo is?
MOTHER: Yes, of course, dear. - Bonkers.
[sighs] Dad.
Pudding.
Oh, Are you OK?
Yes, darling.
To infinity
Auntie Sarah.
And beyond.
[vroom vroom]
Auntie.
CAROLINE: No, the loo's not that way.
Oh, this is where you're all hiding.
Mm.
Should we really be watching telly, today or all days?
Come on, Caroline.
It's so boring for them out here.
Anyway, it's nice for their single auntie
to have an armful of niece and nephew.
Mummy says to Daddy that when you'll really old,
you'll be all on your own.
Um, Zachary, would you mind just coming...
And when you die, well, your friend
will be your skeleton and lots and lots or really fat cats.
[scoffs]
[sighs]
[meow]
[purring]
[bark]
DAD: May I have your attention, please?
Although my mother left a formal will,
she also wanted me to read out a list of her personal wishes.
She would like the following people to got to her home
and to choose an item to remind them of her.
Oh, here goes.
Archibald, my accountant, Angela.
Couldn't your chap get the day off work?
Ah, my chap and I are no more.
Oh, Sarah, not another one.
What are we going to do with you?
Ah, you know me.
Love them and leave them.
Well, it's probably for the best.
I wasn't very taken.
I wish people would say something at the time,
rather than waiting till the person's gone.
Well, I didn't want to interfere.
Hm, that's a first.
Oh, by the way, I got that job.
I start next term, head of year 11 English.
Damon Comprehensive, such a shame
you dropped out of law school to go to teacher training.
Now, your sister's a barrister, and a wife, and a mother.
Don't we just know it.
And you got all the good looks.
[simpers] [bark]
[meow] [barking]
[meow]
[growl]
[western music]
[barking]
[meowing]
[gasps]
Blasted dog.
Rupert, my hairdresser's friend.
[barks and caterwauling]
MOTHER: Stop that!
Oh, my goodness.
[growls]
[laughter]
And finally, to Sarah, I leave my most treasured possession.
Oh Grand [inaudible], how lovely.
She always knew I loved that Faberge brooch.
My beloved Patrick.
What?
[whine] Are you sure?
DAD: Yes, yes.
She bequeathed you Patrick, Patrick, her pug.
- How sweet. - No, no.
And she's added, they'll be very good for each other.
I don't know about you, love.
But I rather fancy a whiskey.
SARAH: No, we won't.
We're a match made in hell.
Dad.
Dad!
[growls]
[sighs]
[whines]
DAD: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Other full lot. Other way.
That's it.
Come on back, now. That's right.
Come on back.
Excellent, jolly good. And stop.
GUEST: All right. - No, no. stop.
GUEST: I know what I'm doing. - Stop.
Stop this. [thud]
[shouting]
SARAH: What was she thinking?
- Oh, can we have him? - No.
Yes.
[shouting]
Why not?
Your mother's allergic.
Yeah, if we ever did get a dog, it
would have to be a cocker-poo.
Can we get one of them, then?
No.
Why not?
Because I have too much to do.
And it'd be one more thing to worry about.
- Complain about. - What?
- Nothing. - Can't you have him?
MOTHER: Oh, no, darling. No.
Of course, no, he's going to take weeks
to recover if we ever find him.
Hm.
Please.
I'm sorry, Pudding.
SARAH: What was Granny thinking?
She knows I live in a flat.
And, might I just add, the lease says no pets.
The landlord would got ape.
And I start a new job in a week.
I'm going to be out all day.
And... and I don't like dogs.
I don't want a dog.
Can't one of you take him?
Oh, brilliant.
What?
[sighs] Stop it.
Stop looking at me. OK?
It wasn't my idea.
- Bye. - Bye.
CAROLINE: Come on, little ones.
Time to go.
MOTHER: Drive safely, darling.
- [growls] - OK.
You're really freaking me out, now.
Can't you look out the window? It's nice.
There's a castle and everything.
Somebody cooked rabbit ragu.
3.99, people are so gullible.
I bet it's all the same stuff.
[sighs] Put it back.
[squeak]
[sighs] Show me where you got it from.
[beep]
Oh, hang on.
Sorry, that's not mine.
Don't know how that got in there.
I suspect a little person with an adorable squashed face
put it in there, so Mummy would have some treats for later.
[beep]
Well, he can have some of Mummy's not inconsiderable
supply of chocolate, instead.
Don't you know chocolate's poisonous for them?
- [bark] - Really?
Oh, well, all the more for Mummy.
OK, you're freaking me out, now.
Is it my driving, or is...
[sighs] Stop.
OK, don't draw attention to yourself.
Hi.
Rent's due Thursday.
Have a nice evening.
[gasps]
[bark]
Right.
First thing, we're getting you out of this ridiculous outfit.
Secondly, I'm putting you up for grabs on Facebook and possibly
Tinder.
I mean, god help us if any of the neighbors catch us.
I mean it, Patrick.
One grunt, growl, or bark in the wrong place and we'll
both be in Richmond Park eating rabbit ragu.
And I know that sounds nice, but it won't be.
[whine]
[birds chirping]
[bark]
[scratching]
[moans]
[bark]
[groans]
[bark]
Patrick.
[bark]
It's 6:00 in the morning.
[barks] [door scratching]
[dog whines]
[moans]
Right.
Here we go.
Go on, enjoy.
[sighs] Come on.
I thought you were desperate.
Now, you're making me want to go.
- [gasps] - Oh, my god.
CELIA: Um, what are you doing here?
Oh, I'm sorry.
Wasn't expecting company.
Ah, another law breaker, I see.
Well, you have to keep an eye out.
You never know who might turn you in.
Name?
Sarah Jessica Rosemary Francis.
No, your dog.
SARAH: Oh, Patrick.
He's not really my dog.
My grandmother left him to me. [bark]
I really need to find him a home.
CELIA: You can't do that.
He's a bequest.
You can't just pack him off to the first bidder.
Well, I'm a teacher.
I mean, I can't take him with me.
And I can't leave him here on his own.
Well, I'm sure you'll find a way.
Thanks.
What a good girl.
You haven't been here long.
Just moved in.
Here.
Oh, no thanks.
CELIA: Not for you.
It's for the dog.
You've got to pick up Patrick's poo.
Yes, right.
CELIA: I'm Celia.
And this is Wendy.
We'd better be off.
Yep, see you around.
Or not, oh, wink wink.
[splash]
Ooh, Patrick, that's gross.
[sighs] [sighs]
[bark]
I knew this was a bad idea.
I told them.
I told them it wouldn't work.
But would they listen to me?
[sighs] I want to say one more thing and you're
off to the pound.
I have had it. [squelch]
Ooh, oh.
Oh.
Oh, that is disgusting.
What is the matter with you?
I mean, it's all food.
If you were hungry, you would eat it.
Can't be... ah. oh.
[sighs] Patrick.
Patrick.
Patrick!
I just changed that bed. No.
[growls]
No.
I know Granny used to spoil you rotten.
But while you're here, you're under a new regime.
The fridge is out of bounds.
Not like I'm going to be taking them, but a walk in the park
will sharpen your appetite.
[bark]
With any luck, you'll wear yourself out.
[distant barking]
[deer cry]
Patrick, heel.
Heel.
[barking]
Patrick.
[barking]
Patrick.
MAN: Get that thing under control.
Sorry. WOMAN: What are you doing?
Patrick. [barking]
Patrick.
Patrick, come here. [barking]
Patrick, I mean it.
I mean it, Patrick.
Come here.
[barking]
Go on. Patrick!
Come, come.
[deer cry]
OK.
Stay.
Good boy. Stay.
Good boy.
[barking]
Oh, no.
[panting]
Why, Grandma?
Why?
I came to see you whenever I could.
I never interrupted, even though I'd
heard your stories 20 times.
What did I do wrong?
[music playing]
[bark]
Yours, by any chance?
Sort of.
Oh, wretched dog.
Thanks for catching him.
Oh, it's OK.
Oh, god, what a disaster.
I've been landed with my grandmother's pug.
I don't even want a dog.
I hate dogs.
- Well, you don't hate dogs. - No.
Maybe I just hate this one.
How long have you got him for?
Ah, I don't know.
He's nine and in annoyingly good health.
Maybe five years then, if you're lucky.
Five years?
[sighs] I'd get less for armed robbery.
No, it's just teething.
You just need to get to know each other,
form an understanding, almost like any relationship.
Really?
He'll be expecting me to pick up his underpants
in a few week's time.
[chuckles] Well, you'll get to trust each other.
And, well, you'll wonder how you ever lived without him.
Hm.
You and I have very different relationship experiences.
[laughter]
But I could give it a go.
Don't give up on him too easily.
[growls]
He's quite a cute little fellow, really.
Ooh.
Could I give you a hand back to the car park?
Thank you.
I might give it a minute or two in case the other walkers stone
me before I get back to the car.
Keep him on the lead for the time being.
He's a man.
He responds to clear instruction.
Oh, I will.
- Thank you. - Oh.
- See you around? - Yeah.
[bark]
Most dogs bring back a rabbit.
Well done, Patrick.
In a few weeks time, he'll be expecting
me to pick up his underpants.
[laughs] [sighs] No, Patrick, not on the furniture, OK?
It's part of the new regime.
Mm, first day of school tomorrow.
I want you to stay here and entertain
yourself until I get back, OK?
And wish me luck.
[barks]
Oh.
Thanks for the support. [bark]
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "DOWN BY THE WATER"]
(SINGING) By the way 'cause I'll meet you down
by the water again some day.
[snores]
No.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
I shouldn't have stayed up late.
Ooh.
[bark]
OK, I'm coming.
But be quick.
Whoop.
[crash]
[groaning]
Oh, Patrick, what have you eaten?
[gags] Oh, god.
Oh, that is disgusting.
[gags]
Oh god, oh god.
[retching]
Well, glad it's coming out of both ends.
Oh, no.
[barking] No.
No, Patrick.
Come... Oh, no.
Patrick.
Patrick, that's it.
Come here. Come on.
Come along.
Come on. Good boy.
Patrick, come on.
Good boy, come on.
Patrick.
Oh.
Patrick.
Good boy.
Yeah, good boy. Come on.
What's this?
Come on.
Come on, Patrick.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Come on.
[frustrated groan]
Patrick.
Patrick, get here right now.
Ah.
Patrick. [barks]
[shouts]
Patrick, I am really very angry.
[bark]
And if you don't get here right now,
I am going to lose my job on my first day.
[cries] I'm going to have to live in a cardboard box
under a bridge.
And no one's ever going to love me.
And my life is going to...
[high-pitched crying]
[sniffling]
Gotcha!
Come on.
Now, I'll be back at 4:30.
Please don't touch anything while I'm gone.
And run.
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "THIS TIME'S EVERYTHING"]
(SINGING) Well, I'm wading over my head.
But I'm trying to make the most of it.
[shouts]
Never on time, never in line, nothing seems to fit.
But see, we got this far.
And I used my head.
And I used my heart.
I don't know where to turn.
But I'll get there if I run. [children chatter]
Hey, here I go again, trying to...
BOYFRIEND: Oh, excuse me.
STUDENT: Spike, stop it.
(SINGING) Here I go again.
This time's different.
This time's everything.
Excuse me.
Oops. Oops.
Thanks.
Good morning.
OK.
[honk]
Always works.
Good morning.
Please, take your seats.
I'm Miss Francis, your new English teacher.
OK.
If you could just introduce yourselves to me, please.
[burp] [laughter]
OK.
Mm, how do you spell that?
[ring]
Well, she was all I could get at such short notice.
Well, I'm betting you'll have disciplinary problems
with Miss Francis.
[clears throat]
Oh, ah.
[laughs] Well, welcome.
Thank you. Hi.
Don't think we've met.
I'm Sarah Francis.
I major in discipline.
OK, right.
Well, I'll catch you later.
Big mistake, huge mistake.
[music playing]
[growls]
[barking]
[snarling]
[yawns]
Hi.
You must be Sarah.
- Hi. - The new girl.
- Yeah. - I'm Becky.
Come on. Don't let this one put you off.
Well, excuse me.
Don't mind old Peters.
He doesn't like change.
Eh, or English teachers or blondes.
Budge up, Maureen.
This is Sarah.
Hello.
She teaches year 11 English.
Hello.
Would you like a rock cake?
Oh, thanks.
Oh, yeah.
- You class made those. - Ah.
Yep.
Clue's in the name.
Let's hope their English is a bit better.
I bet you're wondering what I teach.
Ah, let me guess.
- Economics? - Close.
I'm one of the games teachers
Thought so.
It's all the Lycra.
And I'm organizing a fun run for charity.
Oh?
And I was wondering if maybe you could
persuade your class to run.
And how would I do that?
By entering yourself.
Oh.
Oh, I'm really sorry.
I'm not a runner, never happen, and the same with swimming.
I do all the right actions.
I just don't go anywhere.
Anyway, I just have huge difficulty,
trying to persuade my class to read page one of Jane Eyre.
So I don't fancy my chances with a fun run.
It's only 5 kilometers.
Uh, that's miles.
I mean, that's practically a marathon.
No, it's not.
You go through the park, up the hill,
and then back into school.
So did you just say up the hill?
I hope you know that when people say no to me,
I treat that as start of negotiations.
TEACHER: Yeah.
SARAH: Well, I think you've met your match here.
Oh.
Oh, put them back.
Yeah, sorry.
- Thanks. - That's all right.
Sorry.
That's the one with good teeth.
Yeah.
TEACHER: Do you like my page?
[music playing]
[growl]
[barking]
Run. [thud]
[beep]
Darling, I'm home.
Oh, no.
[gasps]
[snoring]
You... [snort]
...mate, are ruining my life.
I mean, it was hard enough without you.
But with you, it's impossible.
[whines]
[knocking]
[sighs]
Well, you can't do that again.
Do come in.
Every time a stray animal wandered
by, he screamed the place down.
I fear there's going to be a letter.
SARAH: Ah, can I get you a tea?
No.
And I suggest you take him for a walk.
That's what you do when you leave a dog all day.
Yeah, of course.
I was just about to.
Look, I will get something sorted.
But could you have him tomorrow?
No.
SARAH: Well, just for tomorrow.
No, he's so badly behaved.
But he'd be so much better with company.
You'd be really helping me out.
Just see how it goes?
Please?
Please.
Well, just for tomorrow.
But you have to sort yourself out.
Don't worry.
I will.
Thank you, Celia.
Thank you.
I owe you.
Yes, you do.
[sighs] If you don't behave tomorrow, you really
are going to the dog home.
[sniffs]
[barking] CELIA: You keep [inaudible].
Coming.
Hi.
I'm really not sure about this.
Wendy and I lead a very quiet life.
Oh, well, it's just for today.
And Patrick is very well-behaved.
My granny was very strict.
She was with us, at least.
I'll be back at 4:30.
Now, say thank you.
And off to do the washing up.
- [laughter] - Come on.
Mommy's abandoning you.
In you come.
[MUSIC - NERINA PALLET, "WE SHOULD BREAK UP"]
Jane Eyre the protagonist.
[honk]
(SINGING) Should we break up?
Thank you.
(SINGING) Should we break up?
CELIA: It's never the dog.
It's always the owner.
[shouting]
(SINGING) I should have listened when my friends would say...
There's a fight over there.
(SINGING)... that you were touched in a weird way.
Should we break up?
[phone ringing]
Should we break up?
Oh, uh-oh.
My heart starts racing when you're by my side.
[barking] Oh, uh-oh.
It's a little inconvenient...
Should be ashamed of yourselves.
(SINGING)... but I don't mind.
I know it's crazy.
I like your baby.
I only like it 'cause you're mean to me.
Uh-oh.
[crash]
[barking]
Oh, no.
What have you done?
Oh, my darling.
(SINGING) We should break up.
[honking]
I only got myself to blame.
I always knew you were a little strange.
Never again.
Oh, I'm sorry.
- Here's his collar. - Right.
- Good bye. - I'm really sorry.
(SINGING) Should we break up?
We should break up.
We should break up, now.
We should break up.
We should break up, now.
We should break up.
Hi.
Oh.
- Oh. - Oh, my god.
BEN: Oh. Sorry.
I'm sorry, no.
Oh, god.
Ooh.
- Sorry. - Sorry.
It's bound to be our fault.
Yeah.
Be announcing our engagement soon.
[laughs]
He's cute.
SARAH: Cute?
Stick around.
Can I just ask, when you got a dog, what were you thinking?
I like him, bit of companionship, keep myself fit.
Moments like this, walking, contemplating.
Yeah.
So you never want to grab it by the throat
and march it off to the pound?
[laughs] What's he destroyed?
Oh, my life.
Wow, impressive.
- How long have you had him? - Too long.
It was a bequest from my grandmother.
I was hoping for the microwave, at least.
Maybe she had her reasons for leaving him with you.
She was 92.
I'm not sure reasoning was her strong point.
Well, I think you should stick with it.
Why?
I don't know.
How else would you get to play Twister in a park
with a complete stranger?
Mm.
- I'm Ben, by the way. - Oh.
Sarah.
Hey.
This is Scout.
To Kill a Mockingbird.
Precisely.
Ah.
Well, nice meeting you.
Nice to meet you too.
Come on, Scout.
Come on.
I have to hand it to you.
You are quite the babe magnet.
Well, all right.
Come on.
This is just for tonight, though.
Oh, Patrick, what am I going to do with you?
[laughs] Don't worry.
I'll think of something.
[sighs]
[ring]
Right. OK.
Can I... can I help you?
Hi.
I'm Sarah Francis, the new English teacher.
I was wondering if you and I could come to an arrangement.
What do you want?
Could you take this dog, just for today?
No.
- I'll give you 10 pounds. - 40.
What?
You're just going to be sitting in your room all day.
And maybe you'd take him out at lunch time.
- That's 50. - What?
Now, it's 60.
[knocks]
How about we have a sleepover and a bit of shopping
after school?
You'll be OK.
Oh, Miss Suzanne.
You OK?
Don't help me It's...
it's Vicky, isn't it?
I've only been here a week.
And I feel like crying as well.
Do you want to talk about it?
No, you're all right.
Bonding with the students already?
How modern.
I saw that.
SARAH: I ask again, what is it about Mr. Rochester that makes
him so perfect for Jane Eyre?
Why can't she get over him?
STUDENT: His tight trousers?
[laughter]
What is it with you guys?
Why are you determined not to focus on your set books?
These are your GCSEs.
STUDENT: He's boring.
Right. That.
STUDENT: Oi. - No.
STUDENTS: Aw.
STUDENT: Miss.
Miss, I was looking up my Jane Eyre.
Like Charlotte hasn't provided pictures.
STUDENTS: Give it back.
Give it back.
Right, OK.
Let's try this.
Jane's parents bite the big one, dead, gone, OK?
Jane is packed off to live with her aunt, Mrs. Reed,
in the country, who is a right old bag.
- And then... - [exhales]
SARAH:... she pulls a blinder, locks her in a room
with her dead uncle's ghost.
STUDENTS: Ooh. [knocks]
STUDENT: Yeah.
Come in.
STUDENTS: [gasps and coos]
STUDENT: Oh, my god.
Here's your dog.
Look, can we talk about this at lunch time?
This little dog ate my lunch.
STUDENTS: Ooh.
I'll go out at break time.
And I'll buy you a sandwich.
And a packet of crisps? SARAH: Um.
A Snickers.
SARAH: A Snickers?
That is just what you need.
STUDENT: What's the matter, Miss?
SARAH: Chocolate's poisonous for dogs.
Oh, be sick.
Please, be sick.
Mikey, find the nearest vet.
Well, obviously, I'm blocking the girls toilets.
The nearest vet's on the main road, 45.
OK, phone them and tell them what's happened.
STUDENT: Yeah, yeah, Miss, go now, quick.
Quick, quick, quick. It's going to get sick.
STUDENT: Go, go.
We'll read chapter one until the bell goes.
Thank you, Vicky.
STUDENT: Quick, quick, quick. Quick.
That's it.
[cheers]
Back in, you lot.
Don't be teacher.
Come on, you guys.
Must do better.
You only have this for a reason, to wit.
[phone ringing]
Miss Francis, is that a dog under your arm?
Uh, yes.
As you well know, pets are not allowed in school.
May I ask where you're taking this dog?
To the biology lab for an experiment.
Run out of frogs, have they?
He's just eaten a chocolate bar.
I need to take him to the vet's.
And who, may I ask, is looking after your class
while you perform this important task?
I've left Vicky Andrews in charge.
They're reading.
- Really? - Yes.
Vicky is a very sensible young woman.
[laughs]
Sorry, what is the matter?
Why have you taken against me?
I haven't taken against you.
Yes, you have.
Ever since I first arrived, you've been horrible to me.
I mean, what have I done to you?
Right, to be honest...
SARAH: Yes.
Be honest.
Actually, not too honest.
But go ahead.
I like a teacher who can discipline a class,
get them focused and learning.
Your type just wants to be friends with them.
And with that class in this school, that won't work.
My type?
You don't know anything about me or my teaching methods.
I suggest you go down to my classroom right now
and see just how responsible and focused my students can be.
Now, I'm going to the vet's.
I'll be back at lunch time.
Make sure you are.
I just said I will be.
[huffs] Tosser.
I heard that.
You were meant to.
[bark]
Hm.
[exhales]
2 minutes.
And remember, the record's 3 minutes and 5 seconds.
OK, thank you.
Patrick Francis.
Oh.
Oh, I see.
You call the dog's name.
Aw, that's cute.
Yeah, Patrick Francis, here.
Come on through.
How is the little deer hunter?
Well, he's given that up, now.
He's now the chocolate eater.
[laughs]
OLIVER: You do know that chocolate is...
SARAH: Poisonous, yeah.
OLIVER: Hm.
SARAH: That was a mistake.
So how's it going?
In general or with Patrick?
Let's start with Patrick.
Oh.
Well, he eats everything, except the food I put down for him.
I'm running out of people to watch him while I'm at work.
And I'm expecting the inevitable eviction notice from my flat
I've just moved in to because they
have a strict no pets policy.
Otherwise, great.
[gurgles]
Well, I don't think it's enough to do him any harm.
I could pump his stomach out.
But I don't think he'd thank me for it, would you?
Just make sure he has plenty of water.
Thanks.
Say thank you, Patrick.
Thank you. [laughs]
[chuckles] My pleasure.
[sighs] Hey.
Hit me with the damage.
RECEPTIONIST: Oh, he hasn't charged you.
You've just got to let him know how Patrick's doing
and when you've got a night free for dinner.
Oh.
Right.
Well, that's strange.
That's not how I usually do business.
So do I pay for the meal?
Is that how this works?
I don't know.
OK?
Bye?
- OK, bye. - Bye.
Woo. [laughs]
Muffin Bigwood.
[growl]
BECKY: That's cool. SARAH: Yeah.
And then he put it on the computer
and sent it through to the girl on the desk.
It's like something out of a novel.
- Hm. - Oh, there you go.
Well, call me a little bit old-fashioned.
But isn't that the tiniest bit creepy?
Well, I always meet mine off dating web sites.
So that seems relatively sane to me.
Ah, Miss Francis, how did the trip to the vet go?
Better than expected, thanks.
[laughter]
What are you ladies finding so funny?
Oh, nothing.
Eclair?
No, thank you, Maureen.
John.
Oh, thank you.
Well done.
By the way, Miss Francis, are you aware
you are now the only member of staff who is
not taking part in the fun run?
What?
I'm afraid Mrs. Phillips will take
a rather dim view of our newest teacher not
partaking in school activities.
Well, that's where you're wrong.
Sarah signed up to the fun run just this morning.
MAUREEN: Yes, she's running on behalf of her favorite charity.
BECKY: The pug rescue.
- Society. - Oh.
Well, that's all right then.
What have you done?
- I can't run 5 kilometers. - I'm sorry.
I just can't bear it when he crows over us like that.
Oh, this is awful.
Are you doing it, Maureen?
I'm exempt.
How are you exempt?
Asthma.
Becky, why couldn't you have given me some sort
- of fictional complaint? - I'm sorry.
It was the first thing that came to my head.
[sighs]
- You have another eclair. - Yeah.
Oh, I can't, now.
I've got to run 5K.
Oh, go on Go on.
Heaven,
Year 11 remedials attempt at choux, I think I'll have to.
I shouldn't.
[barking]
Woo.
Here we go.
I can't do this.
I really can't do this.
I faint if I have to run for the bus.
Well, I'm sorry.
But I think you're going to have to.
[sighs]
Jump.
If I'm doing this, you're doing this, too.
BECKY: Come on, Francis.
Aren't we going shopping? [bark]
You like shopping, don't you, Becky?
BECKY: Come on.
Oh, my god.
[barking]
Oi, Dobbin, please slow down for just a minute, please.
No pain, no gain.
I'm going to kill you in a minute.
I'm just giving you fair warning.
Ha, trust me.
You'll thank me for it one day.
I'm about to pull into mine, then.
Thank ain't one of them.
Oh, god.
[panting]
BEN: Morning, Sarah. - Morning.
So Jane's getting ready for her big day.
She's got the dress.
The cake's booked.
The bridesmaid's are all getting their fake tans.
[laughter]
And then suddenly, some bloke breaks
up the party by announcing that Mr.
Rochester is already married.
STUDENTS: Ooh.
Plot twist.
Turns out his wife is locked up in the attic... weird.
So Mr. Rochester says, sorry, we can't be husband and wife.
But how about you stay on as a sort
of unofficial Mrs. Rochester?
That's Spike's dad.
[laughter]
Now, shut up.
Jane loves him.
So what does she do?
Vicky?
Jane flees, because she believes in a sense of morality.
You know, he's taken his vows.
And even thought it would break her heart,
she can't hook up with a married guy.
So why is marriage so important to Jane?
Why are her principles more important than love?
Why is marriage everything?
Well, it's not, though, is it?
Doesn't bloody matter.
Uh...
It's not your fault, Miss.
I'll go fetch her.
OK.
We'll just carry on. Hands up.
[bark]
[laughter]
Patrick, hand up?
[whines] STUDENTS: Aw.
[knocking]
We're being evicted. SARAH: What?
I think he's found out about Wendy.
I can't believe it.
Oh.
Oh, come in.
I've nowhere to go.
And I've been here for years.
All my friends are here.
What am I going to do?
This is our fault. I'll tell the landlord that it's
Patrick's who's the nuisance.
Then you and Wendy can go back to normal.
Oh, thank you, Sarah.
And I'm having trouble re-homing him, anyway.
No one wants an older dog, including me.
We'll find somewhere else to live?
Where will you go?
Well, there's always a park bench.
I'm getting quite fond of that park.
Oh, no.
Oh, I'm joking.
Oh.
Yeah.
[ducks quacking]
Come on.
Hiya.
You coming or going?
Just going. [click]
[beep]
Oh, no.
Oh, god.
If it can go wrong with this dog, it will.
I've got loads of marking to do.
Hold on.
You.
[whimpers]
- Eh. - Oh.
This is what you get from a misspent youth.
[laughs]
[barks] [click]
- [beep] - Sorry, it... all right.
- It's open. - Yeah, no.
Ah, thanks. Thank you.
No worries.
[bark]
Do you think this is a bit too dressy?
No, I think it really suits you.
I just don't want to look like I've tried too hard.
Why don't you try that on with it, make it look really funky.
Mm, do I want to look funky?
Maybe he prefers studious.
Well, have you got any glasses?
- No. - Put the jacket on, then.
OK.
- Yes. - Huh?
Yeah, I like, one cool chick.
Where are you going anyway?
Ooh, that place by the bridge.
- Nice. - Yeah.
Expensive.
Mm.
Is he paying?
I really hope so.
I'm now officially homeless, since Patrick
has made it his mission to alert the landlord
to the no pets policy.
Do you know, I might be able to help you here.
Really?
My brother wants to rent out his place
while he's working abroad.
He only needs to cover the costs.
Are you interested?
Interested.
Great.
Yes.
Ooh. These?
- Yeah. - Yes.
- Get them on. - Good ones.
Hi.
It's a table for two.
- I think it's under Oliver. - Yes.
I'm not sure if he's here.
Yep.
Yes, ma'am. This way.
Thank you.
Can I just take your coat for you?
Oh, no. Sorry, it's part of the...
My mistake. ...thing.
- Sorry. - Of course.
- Thanks. - Here is your table.
- Thank you. - I'll be back.
Sorry.
That's OK.
I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
I'm practising my origami.
Your what?
Never mind.
Were you saving a life?
Sorry?
You know, get me a bag of plasma and pass the forceps.
Oh, no.
I was just watching Game of Thrones and lost track of time.
Oh. OLIVER: Hey.
Have you chosen, sir?
Yeah, I'll have my usual, please.
WAITER: Of course.
SARAH: Wow.
Never been out with a guy who has a usual, before.
What's your usual?
Well, it's churrasco de lomo, side of chips,
- washed down by a good malbec. - Mm, sounds good.
Yeah.
I was going to have a steak.
Oh, it is steak.
Oh, right.
I'll have the same, please
Rare, please.
Well done.
She'll have hers rare, as well.
Of course.
- Trust me. - OK.
Yeah, I've always loved the sciences.
Got an A star in chemistry, biology, and physics.
Could have done anything I wanted to, really.
But my father and brothers are doctors.
And he wanted me to do the same.
Yeah, but I rebelled, became a vet.
Not much of a rebellion, though, is it?
I earn more than my brother.
Well, we don't do what we do for the money, though, do we?
Do it to make a difference.
Do you know you have to study a year longer than a doctor
because your patient can't tell you where it hurts?
Mind you, you ever had a doberman
sink his teeth in too hard?
I think he was trying to tell me something.
Anyway, enough about me.
Tell me about you.
Tell me about Sarah Francis?
WAITER: Anything for dessert?
Sarah, pudding or slice of cheese?
No.
No, I'm good.
OK.
Well, we'll have the bill please.
WAITER: OK, I'll be back.
Thank you.
Happy to go halves?
Mm, yeah.
And can I walk you home?
OK, thanks.
Great.
Oh, you could give your patient a once-over.
I kind of have this unwritten rule thing
where I don't see my dates' pets for free, no matter
how pretty the girl is.
Aw.
The other thing I'm good at is sports.
This physique is entirely natural.
I really don't have to work at it.
Wow, amazing.
Mhm.
Actually, Oliver, can we get coffee another time?
- I'm just a bit tired. - Are you sure?
Yeah, and I've had a nice evening.
I just want to go home.
Well, how are you fixed for next week?
Ah, I'm not sure.
I'm a bit busy.
Have... have I done something wrong?
The truth?
Seriously, you... you don't want to see me again?
No.
OK, you asked me out.
You were late.
And, I mean, late.
And then you talked non-stop about yourself.
And then when I had the temerity to suggest that you might want
to take a peek at your patient, you
said it was against the rules.
But the steak was good, wasn't it?
And why go home to an empty flat?
Thanks, Oliver, but no thanks.
Oh, and for your information, I'm not
going home to an empty flat.
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "WOMAN OF THE WORLD"]
(SINGING) I've got it all, the only player in the game.
I'm moving on.
I hope that you can do the same.
I know my friends got my back.
And I love the way we rock and roll.
Woo-hoo.
I know my friends got my back.
They pick me up when I fall.
Oh.
Hello. Hi.
What are you doing out here on your own?
Marshall Close, Max.
Oh, I know where you live.
Should go see if anyone's at home.
[whines] Yeah?
OK Come on.
Come on.
Good boy.
Come on.
[music playing]
[barking]
Ah, what, eh?
Hello.
Yeah, boy, where have you been?
I wish you could...
SARAH: Sorry, the door was open.
Hi.
Ah, you forgot your way home, did you?
Ooh, that looks nasty.
You're getting just like me.
BEN: I've called the SPCA and all the dog shelters.
I've checked everywhere I can think of all day, stupidly.
I forgot to check just there.
What are you doing here?
BEN: Oh, I've known Albert for years.
Yeah, if it wasn't for Ben, I should still
be lying on that tow path.
- Did you have a fall? - No, no.
I usually walk about with fish finger on me.
Ben, stick them in the freezer, will you?
I'll have them for me tea, tomorrow.
Good boy.
Good boy, you sit.
You had me worried sick, you did.
I didn't know you'd gone.
And a chocolate digestive wouldn't go amiss.
Call yourselves a rescue committee.
You're welcome.
[chuckles] Must have blacked out.
Stubborn old bugger refuses to go to hospital.
You look nice.
Night out with the girls?
No, I wish.
I think he's given himself quite a scare.
Worst part was losing Max.
Mm.
Did you have a nice time?
Not really.
I keep telling him, needs to get himself a suitor.
ALBERT: I can't afford one.
At least there's nothing wrong with is hearing.
Where's his wife?
She died last year.
Been married 50 years.
Wow, 50 years.
I think I'd last a weekend.
ALBERT: Where's the flaming tea?
Make that a day.
Mm.
Sorry.
[kettle whistle]
[snoring]
BECKY: You really want to stretch out the muscles
before you start, all right?
Otherwise, you'll end up pulling something.
Ooh.
Phew, talking or which.
Hello.
Have a nice day.
[bark]
I don't usually put them off that quickly.
They're usually quite keen until they
see my soft toy collection.
That wasn't you.
It was me.
That was the vet.
What?
Oh, you dropped your wallet.
[laughter]
Right. Come on.
This isn't going to get you ready for the 5K.
On your feet, Francis. Come on.
[yip]
Well, what do you think?
Not in a million years am I ever going to make
5 kilometers is what I think.
No, of this?
Well, it's my brother's.
And he's away working for at least two years.
And I though it'd be perfect for you and Patrick.
It's not that expensive.
I thought it'd be nice.
Oh.
Oh, Becky.
Becky, it's wonderful.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I love it.
I just love it.
You're welcome.
Oh.
Ah, oh, my god.
[laughs] Oh, my god.
[barking]
Oh, Patrick, look at it.
I am pulling.
- You brought the wrong tools. - Seriously.
It's not the wrong ones.
OK.
What is going on here?
Nothing.
Ah, it doesn't look like nothing to me.
This is my dad's car. It needs...
New tires. It needed...
- New tires. - New wheels.
It's funny because I don't see your dad anywhere around here.
But don't worry.
I'll put a go.
I'll... I'll call your dad when I get into school.
- Is she really calling him? - Whatever you want.
- Please don't call anyone. - No?
- No. - No.
No.
So I ask you again, gentlemen.
What is going on here?
We're stealing the wheels, Miss.
What else am I going to say?
How do you even know how to do something like that?
- Watched a couple videos. - Yeah.
His brother showed him.
Yeah.
- Right, where's your brother? - Doesn't matter.
SPIKE: He's in juvie, Miss.
- Aw, shut up, Spike. - Sorry.
STUDENT: All right, man
OK, look I'm not going to tell anyone about this.
OK?
But if I hear or catch any of you doing something like this
- again... - We definitely...
SARAH:... now, I will happily call the police.
Hey, wait, wait Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where are you going?
Sorry, you're not getting away with this Scott free.
SPIKE: Well, Miss, look, it's going to be
my third detention this week.
No, no.
It's way worse than detention, Spike, OK?
This is the Miss Francis...
My mom's waiting.
SARAH:... community service.
OK?
You are all going to sign up for the fun run and get 20 pounds
sponsorship. [boys groaning]
No, my muscles.
Oh, Miss, I don't want to run.
I hate it.
No arguments.
And, and you're going to start your training now.
How?
You can run along.
[chatter]
Go on, they've got to be, they've actually got to be.
BECKY: Maureen, these cupcakes look gorgeous.
Aren't they good, yes.
Must look.
- Let me try one. - No.
[slap] Not until you finish the run.
Ah, that's so unfair
No.
I'm dieting.
Cupcake?
Thank you.
Oh, it's not a term of endearment.
I'm offering you a cupcake.
No thank you, Maureen.
My class and I are off for a jog in the park
in preparation for the run.
Head teacher is very impressed with the turnout.
Such a shame your class aren't as keen, Miss Francis.
Ah, well, that's where you're wrong, Mr. Peters.
All the boys in my class are now signed up.
And some of the girls are showing interest, too.
What on earth did you threaten them with?
Nothing.
They're doing it because they want to be my friends.
STUDENTS: You want to be careful, you know.
I hear he's next in line for headmaster
when Phillips retires.
Well, I'm sorry.
He started it.
But we want you to stay.
Yes, we do.
We do.
So do I.
- Cupcake. - No,
[slap]
Maureen, stop it.
SARAH: Why is it my stuff that had to go into storage, hm?
[barking]
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "LIFE IN A BEAUTIFUL LIGHT"]
(SINGING) How do I know when I've found my one and only
and these days of searching are through?
How do I know when you love me as much as I love you?
How do you know...
So what it is about Victorian England
that makes Mrs. Rochester so unacceptable to society?
(SINGING) When the butterflies in your stomach
sweep you off your feet?
Yes, please?
(SINGING) Because the stars in my eyes,
well, they twinkle when I see your face.
And the butterflies keep flying, flying all over the place.
[laughs]
And the dark and the gray, well, it
fits with the black and white.
And all I see is life...
Come on, you lazy... oops!
(SINGING)... life in a beautiful light.
[laughs]
And all I see is life, life, in a beautiful light.
- Nothing can prepare me for... - Sarah.
(SINGING)... what I'm feeling right now.
No.
(SINGING) And nobody and nothing...
Wait.
(SINGING)... is ever going to bring me down.
No. Oh, my god.
That is so cute.
(SINGING) No rain, no hail, no sleet...
- You got it? - (SINGING)... no snow.
- Thank you. - (SINGING) Because the sun...
Thank you.
(SINGING)... always shines.
- Do I get one of these? - (SINGING)... everywhere I go.
Or one of these?
I know you'd risk your life for me.
I'm destined to drown.
(SINGING) Because the stars in my eyes,
well, they twinkle when I see your face.
And the butterflies keep flying, flying all over the place.
And the dark and the gray, well, it
fits with the black and white.
SARAH: Holiday, Williams.
STUDENT: Present.
Michael [inaudible].
STUDENT: Yeah.
Vicky Andrews.
Vicky?
Does anyone know where Vicky is? Come on.
Spit it out.
We've got an English GCSE to accomplish by lunch time.
Vicky's mom and dad have been having problems.
She's not really handling it.
- Tariq, that's private. - Sorry.
Is she in trouble, Miss.
Not if I can help it.
My nan's got dodgy knees.
I was wondering, can I be excused too?
[laughter]
Nice try.
Right, turn over your papers.
You have 90 minutes. Begin.
[chatter]
Vicky (OVER PHONE): Hey, it's Vicky.
Leave a message, and I'll call you back.
[doorbell ring]
Hello.
Hi, I'm Miss Francis, Vicky's English teacher.
Look, I tried to get her to that exam this morning.
And I... I tell her how important it is.
But we're going through a few family problems.
Mm, I'm so sorry to hear that.
Oh, my husband and I are splitting up.
Oh, you just love telling people, don't you?
VICKY'S MOM: She's taking it quite badly.
[frustrated groan] Am I in trouble?
Not with me.
Do you want to come for a walk with us?
Yeah, I'll just grab my coat.
Oh.
I see you'll do something when she asks.
Yeah.
She asks me nicely.
Ah.
See what I'm up against?
And she's decided she doesn't want to come and live
with me and my boyfriend.
She wants to stay with her dad.
Ah.
We'll be right back.
OK.
Look, I'm really sorry.
Vicky, you're good at English, OK, one of the best.
I predict a 7 for you, no problem.
The one thing you have to do is turn up for the exam.
It's just this whole thing at home.
I feel so crap all the time.
I didn't go because I don't want to mess up.
OK.
Can I tell you something you must keep to yourself?
Yeah.
No one listens to me anyway.
OK, well, I have an older sister.
And I have always lived in her shadow.
You know, she's got everything.
She's achieved everything.
My mom never fails to let me know it.
But my granny gave me a really good bit of advice.
She said, just keep putting one foot in front of the other.
In the end, it feels like walking.
So I've arranged for you to come in this Saturday
and sit your English paper.
Are you serious?
You've done that for me?
Of course.
You mustn't discuss you paper with anyone else, understood?
I will know if you've seen the questions before, OK?
I'm weird like that.
I absolutely swear.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
Don't go that far.
All right.
We should get you back.
Come on, then.
[sighs] You didn't have any plans this Saturday, did you?
No. I'd never tell anybody.
[knocking]
Hello.
OLIVER: Hello, Sarah.
Ben, is that you?
Ah, I disappoint again.
Peace offering?
SARAH: Come on.
So what brings you to the boat people of Wetlandia.
I came because I've been thinking about what
you said the other night.
And I hear you're doing a fun run.
Ah, well, you're half right. I am running.
That's great.
- I'd love to sponsor you. - Hm.
I take it you're doing it for a good cause.
Maybe the rehabilitation of hopelessly,
socially inadequate vets.
[laughs] Something like that.
Of course, you're almost guaranteed not to have to pay,
as the likelihood of me finishing 5K is pretty slim.
OK.
SARAH: Oh, wow.
Are you sure?
That is very generous.
OLIVER: That's me, inadequate, but generous.
[sighs] I'm really going to have to do this, now, aren't I?
OLIVER: I'm afraid so.
[chatter]
Ugh, I've survived my first term.
BECKY: You've more than survived.
- You've made a difference. - To who?
Well, to the kids.
- What are you talking about? - Oh.
[sighs]
Maureen...
Thank god.
...are you going on somewhere?
Oh, no. it's just someone told me it was fancy dress.
Well, I think you look fabulous.
I know.
Congratulations, Miss Francis.
You're not doing as badly as I predicted you would.
Oh, I feel damned by faint praise.
Thank you, Mr. Peters.
I think.
Are you ready for the 5K run?
I'm getting there.
You're not really running for the pug rescue, are you?
Well, a dog's got something to do with it.
Wise-ass.
I heard that.
Yeah, you were meant to.
All right, I think there's someone missing.
[music playing]
[purring]
[growl]
[meow]
[barking]
[engine revving]
[whining]
Patrick. Patrick.
[whistles] Patrick, where are you?
Patrick. Patrick.
BECKY: Well, is he micro-chipped?
SARAH: I don't know.
MAUREEN: Oh, look, I'm sure we're going to find him.
What are you basing that on, exactly?
Well, he's suck a lovely chap.
Look, why don't we split up.
And then we'll report back here.
- Right. - Yeah.
OK.
- I'll get more help. - All right.
- Hello. - Right
I'm sorry.
Sorry, that was mine.
Oh, sorry.
I'm so sorry.
- I'm off to Pilates. - Oh.
[doorbell ringing]
Oh, hi.
Sarah.
You get around.
VICKY'S MOM: Who is it?
Oh, I was looking for Vicky.
She's upstairs.
Hello, Miss Francis.
Hiya.
I'll get her for you.
This is Ben, my husband.
- I was going to tell you. - Oh
VICKY'S MOM: Miss Francis is downstairs.
No, we're flying by.
Why would you tell me?
That's absolutely fine.
OK, you're Vicky's dad.
I should have known that.
Hey, Miss Francis, what's up?
Hi.
I've lost Patrick.
I was wondering if you could help me find
- him if you're not too busy. - Of course.
I'll go get my coat.
- Can I help? - No.
I mean, no.
It's fine.
We'll be fine.
So I'll see you around.
Let's go find Patrick.
I was going to tell you.
Oh, don't, honestly.
Please, why would you tell me?
That's weird and everything if you told me.
[laughs] Ah, it's... bye.
I mean, it's not even a thing.
Why would he think it's a thing when it's not even a thing.
I mean, stop talking to yourself.
- You sound completely mad. - Sorry?
Nothing.
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "COME HOME"]
(SINGING) I never thought I'd see the day
when I would wait for you. [bark]
Knowing side by side there's nothing that I would not do.
'Cause time has changed me.
This love won't beak me.
I'd never leave you behind.
Oh, Granny, I'm so sorry.
(SINGING) No matter how far you go, no matter how long you run,
I'll be waiting for you to come home.
Sarah, what have you done?
Happy birthday, Dad.
[cries]
There, there, Pudding.
He'll turn up.
Come on.
SARAH: Don't tell Caroline I cried.
DAD: No, of course not.
Toffee, Pudding?
They're your favorite.
Oh, I won't.
Supposed to be running 5 kilometers tomorrow.
Why? Have you stolen something?
[laughter]
To be honest, I don't feel much like doing it anyway.
CAROLINE: Why?
I'm missing Patrick.
MOTHER: Oh, Sarah.
He grunts and snores.
But he's kind of growing on me.
DAD: I have that magic too.
Sounds like a perfect match to me.
Oh, shut up.
CAROLINE: Honestly, I'm not surprised you lost him.
HUSBAND: Ah, no, that's not fair.
- No, Sarah tries very hard. - Yes.
And one day, she's going to succeed.
Sorry, can you all stop being so patronizing, please.
[laughs]
Dad, something to drink?
Of course, Pudding, what would you like?
Anything that comes in a pint glass, please.
Gin and tonic.
Sounds great, Second thoughts, hold the tonic.
Thought you were meant to be doing a fun run tomorrow.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the kitchen
to celebrate my dad's birthday.
CAROLINE: Honestly, you can't say anything to her.
She's so sensitive. What?
Aw, thank you. Aw.
[music playing]
[whines]
[knocking]
Sarah.
Hello.
It's Ben.
[purring]
[chatter]
CHILD: Strawberry.
Right, who's for Daddy's pancakes?
Me, me, me.
- Yes, please, Daddy. - Strawberry.
Why did no one wake me?
I'm going to be late for my run.
I've got sponsors and everything.
I'm a sponsor.
And I don't mind.
You needed your sleep, darling.
This is important to me.
You sure all that gin's out of your system?
Could you say something helpful for just
once in your life?
What have I done?
What?
Has someone died in an accident?
Weird. OK.
Oh, come on.
Oh, god.
I am actually going to be exhausted
before this stupid race even starts.
Ah, no.
MR. PETERS: You've missed it.
They left 20 minutes ago.
Honestly, I can't get anything right.
I am utterly useless.
Why aren't you running?
Pulled a hamstring.
Oh, typical.
After all that crowing over me, and you're not even running.
Nope.
We need to get these in the cars.
My sponsorship was going to make an old man very happy,
or at least a bit less miserable.
Oh, honestly, I could weep.
Miss Francis, Sarah, I could vouch for you starting.
I am Mrs. Phillips deputy.
Oh, thank you, um...
Peregrine.
- Like the falcon? - Yes.
Thank you, Peregrine.
Back behind the line, please.
Is this how it's going to make a difference over 5 kilometers?
Well, we might as well do it property.
Three, two, one, wah-ah!
What was that?
Mrs. Phillips had a klaxon.
OK.
Let's do this thing.
[clapping]
[music playing]
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "WOMAN OF THE WORLD"]
(SINGING) You had it all.
And then you threw it all away.
You had control.
But now, I'm taking it away.
It's all a game.
And then the winner with the prize.
I've got my soul.
I've got my love.
I've got my life.
Come here, Sophie.
You come here.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
(SINGING) Nothing feels the same...
Are you sure you're OK?
Yeah. Fine.
(SINGING) But something had to change.
I'm not just someone else's girl.
I am a woman of the world.
I'm not just someone else's girl.
[barking]
I am a woman of the world.
I'm soaring, flying, riding high and free.
Ah, [barking]
(SINGING) And nothing's going to get to me.
[barking]
[scratching]
[applause]
ANNOUNCER: Stay safe.
Please do not lean on the barriers.
We have had a number of incidents today.
And we also do have a doctor from [inaudible]..
And the winner is Michael [inaudible]..
Woo!
I am so proud of you.
Well done, all of us.
I'll say.
ANNOUNCER: Ah, well, good, Michael.
Congratulations.
[applause]
Why didn't you tell me you could run like that?
I don't know. Miss Francis made me do it.
Well, you make sure you thank Miss Francis.
You've got talent.
[panting]
[cheers and applause]
ANNOUNCER: Running's a secret game, I am afraid.
[inaudible]
Vicky!
Hey.
You did it, darling.
Well done.
Thanks, Dad.
I'm sorry I've been so difficult recently.
Oh, don't worry.
It's been hard on all of us.
It'll be easier now Mum's gone.
It's better for her.
And you and me, we'll manage just fine.
Hi.
Ah, hi.
You're a bit late, aren't we?
No, just early for next year.
I can run with you for a bit if you like.
Eases the pain to have someone to talk to.
Oh. OK.
Miss Star,
Yes, Mrs. Phillips.
I've... Oh.
I've just had a message from Mr. Peters.
Miss Francis is running.
She was late.
But she did start.
Brilliant.
Can I borrow your loud hailer?
I'm just going to...
just... I'm just going to take it.
Maureen, lovely box.
Thank you.
I think you've got it from here.
- Friends? - Friends.
BECKY: Listen up, everybody.
My friend Sarah started the race 20 minutes after everyone else.
She's bringing sponsorship of 1,000 pounds
to buy an old man a mobility scooter.
If anyone could just spare a little bit of time
to cheer her home, please stay.
Please.
Don't leave.
Please, come on.
[bark]
[panting]
Ah, oof, oh.
Oh, no.
I don't think she's coming.
She will.
Have some faith.
Oh, god.
If she had any sense, she'd have stopped for a cup
off coffee and cake.
[music playing]
[cheering and applause]
CROWD (CHEERING): Miss Francis, Miss Francis, Miss Francis,
Miss Francis, Miss Francis.
Come on, Sarah.
You can do it.
Come on!
[bark]
Come on, Sarah.
Keep going.
Keep going on.
CROWD (CHEERING): Miss Francis, Miss Francis.
Oh, come on, Sarah.
You can do it.
CROWD (CHEERING): Miss Francis, Miss
Francis, Miss Francis, Miss Francis,
Miss Francis, Miss Francis.
SPECTATOR: Please get up.
Come on.
You can do it.
SPECTATOR: Get up!
SPECTATOR: Get up, Miss Francis, and run.
You can do it!
- [barking] - Patrick.
[barking]
CROWD (CHEERING): Miss Francis, Miss Francis, Miss Francis,
Miss Francis, Miss Francis.
[cheering and applause]
Well done, well done.
SPECTATOR: Ah, you did it!
- Well done, well done. - Yes!
You're not dead.
[laughs]
[cheering and applause]
Passed.
We all flipping passed.
And I got a 5.
And I got a 4, Miss.
- And even I got a 3. - Spike.
Yeah, that's all right.
That's plenty, a 3.
I got an 8.
Thank you for everything.
Any time.
[shouting]
Yeah.
SARAH: Hi, Albert. - Yeah.
SARAH: How's the new mobility scooter?
Yeah, yeah, not bad, yeah.
It's a shame you didn't have it in green.
Yeah.
[laughs] Hey, listen, when you finish
your run, if you fancy a cappuccino,
you know where we are.
Ah, I'd love to.
Bring some biscuits.
Will do.
And bring him as well.
- All right. - Get on.
We'll see you.
Come on, then.
Hooray.
[MUSIC - AMY MACDONALD, "DREAM ON"]
(SINGING) Ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh.
Hungry?
Who's Mommy's special boy? Yeah.
- Come on. - (SINGING) Ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh.
Never going to be on my own.
It's clear as the day.
Never going to cast my anchor out.
I'm a free spirit, torn in a way.
I can't stay here for too long.
I've got to keep on moving on.
Nothing fades as nothing changes.
This old place can drive me crazy.
Live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
Live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
I was living for the weekend.
The drinks are on me.
Skipping school and cutting out, and I wish
this world would let me be.
Trying to catch a feeling, trying to find myself.
Lead me now into temptation because this old place
will drive you crazy.
Live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
And live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world and I'm on the...
[blep] ...right track.
I'm on top of the world and I won't look back.
I miss you when I'm gone.
[whine]
I'll still play you same old songs.
[snarling]
Dance like we used to do. [barking]
But I'm better without you.
CREW: Don't ruin the set.
(SINGING) Better without you.
CREW: Has anyone seen Patrick?
(SINGING) Live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
And live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right rack.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
The time is now.
I cast my anchor down.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
The time is now.
I cast my anchor down.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
And live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
The time is now.
I cast my anchor down.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
And live on and dream on.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
The time is now.
I cast my anchor down.
I'm on top of the world.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
[barking]
The time is now.
I cast my anchor down.
I'm on top of the word.
And I'm on the right track.
I'm on top of the world.
And I won't look back.
And na na na na na na na na na na.
Na na na na na na na na na.
Ooh, ooh.
[music playing]